I must rub my eyes when I look outside. Here we are.
My son waked up last night afraid that all the snow had melted.
We are lucky to stay at my sister-in-laws apartment.
I have drank so much delicious tap water here.
So many familiar things and still I feel afloat.
My son asks me several times a day: "We are in Finland and not in Seattle".
It takes time to get over the emotional jet lag.
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